The Mind Is a Temple Within a Kingdom
Two kings wage war on the same crown.
To which the fate of your kingdom is bound.
Destined collision.
Of a manifesting mechanism.
The great schism of barbarism and wisdom.
Ruling over a nation of one.
By your actions a King's victory is won.
You are their common denominator.
Which is the Curator? Which is the Traitor?
You must crown one your great emancipator.
Curator
No doubt design of the mind was divine.
A temple that denys the confines of the sublime.
A bulwark from demise amd derise of the benign.
Guardian of the shrine that shines with all those aligned.
Traitor
Unstable power. Responsible for malicious creation
Removal of "our." Potential usurper of an ambitious station.
Emotionally sour. The source of your auspicious ruination.
Desire to overpower. Edging closer to vicious insubordination.
Copyright © Johnmichael Roof | Year Posted 2020
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